User blog comment:Brigadier Barty/Mossflower Country & Beyond/@comment-2246928-20140724190409/@comment-2246928-20140803033224

The mute fox Zarrid smiled as he raised his mace, nodding in recognition to his captain. Thangra clapped Grayclaw on the back with his free paw, and Argo's lips twitched into the ghost of a sad smile. Vemrin snorted impatiently at his captain's words, aiming down his arrow and firing. "Shaddup an' fight, Cap'n!" The monitor next to its leader crumpled to the ground as the unexpected shaft made a squish as it thudded into his chest. Within seconds, the battle had begun. Vemrin let loose another arrow, laughing as it zipped by the monitor charging toward him. Argo and his other crewmates took on the other one together, blades clashing against blades in a deadly dance.

And finally, Zakrav faced the monitor leader. The cold-eyed reptile dropped down, his arms spread wide, inviting him into a cruel embrace as the sun shone against his scales. His tongue slithered out and lapped at the air as his eyes gleamed. "I zmell the ztench of fear on you, ztrange beazt. Wize choizzze..."